Wild Goose Lake was a gigantic freshwater lake with picturesque scenery and ripples. It was a great place for literati.
At that moment, in the middle of Wild Goose Lake, there was a luxurious ship with carved beams and painted rafters. It was unknown which family's young master was on a trip.
On the ship, Jin Chengfeng took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door.
"Come in!" A lazy voice came from the room, as if he had just woken up.
Jin Chengfeng took another deep breath, then pushed the door open and walked in.
"Jin Chengfeng greets Senior Liu." As soon as he entered, Jin Chengfeng bowed respectfully and didn't even dare to raise his head.
"What senior? You're a disciple of the Jin Family, no need to be so polite." The one who spoke was a lazy young man in a white robe, half leaning on the bed with a smile on his face and curved eyes. He looked harmless.
Beside him, there were two pretty maidservants who were continuously feeding him peeled grapes.
Jin Chengfeng still didn't raise his head, but his body trembled slightly. "Senior Liu, you must be joking. I wouldn't dare to be impudent in front of you."
The lazy young man sat up straight and hugged the maidservant beside him. He reached his hand into her bosom and squeezed it vigorously, causing the maidservant to moan. Then, he said to Jin Chengfeng, "Alright, what's the matter? Speak."
Jin Chengfeng then stood up straight. "Senior, I heard that there's a plague in Tang City not far from here. Many people have died. Should we change our direction next?"
"Oh? Plague? "The lazy young man pulled his hand out of the maidservant's bosom and asked curiously," What plague? How many people have died? "
"Tens of thousands. As for what plague it is, it's still uncertain. However, I heard that Elder Yan Feixu from the Tianyi Valley has arrived in Tang City." Jin Chengfeng said respectfully.
"Old Yan went there?" The lazy young man was interested. "Then why are there still tens of thousands of deaths?"
Jin Chengfeng shook his head. "I'm not sure either."
"Let's go and take a look." The lazy young man smiled. "Even Old Yan has gone. I, Liu Weishuang, have to go and take a look."
Jin Chengfeng nodded and cupped his hands. "Then I'll make the arrangements. We'll depart now."
Liu Weishuang waved her hand. Just as she was about to agree, she suddenly froze and turned her head to look out the window. After a brief moment, she suddenly smiled and said, "No rush. Let's watch the show first."
Jin Chengfeng was stunned. Where was the fun to watch?
A gentle breeze blew across the surface of the lake, bringing the moist water vapor to the Falling Wild Goose Pavilion located beside the Wild Goose Lake.
A dozen or so soldiers were standing around the Falling Goose Pavilion, their eyes looking around from time to time.
Sitting in the pavilion, Zuo Qing Hou said to the person kneeling in front of him, "Wait a moment. The people of the Tianyi Valley will send the things over immediately."
That person retreated. Zuo Qing Hou's eyes swept across the lake, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
At the same time, at the end of the official road close to the pavilion, an old man dressed in coarse cloth stuffed the sesame seed cake in his hand into the hand of a little girl dressed in shabby clothes beside him. She looked to be seven or eight years old, and then said dotingly, "Eat. We'll continue our journey after you're full."
The little girl didn't say anything and just stared blankly ahead.
The old man smiled and said, "Darling, when we get there, Grandpa will take you to eat roasted chicken, okay?"
The little girl still didn't say anything, and her eyes were lifeless.
The old man didn't say anything, but his face was full of doting smiles. After he patted the little girl's head, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the Falling Goose Pavilion.
"What a coincidence!" He smiled and said, "I can even meet an acquaintance here."
The wind stopped and the treetops stopped swaying.
Sitting in the Falling Goose Pavilion, Zuo Qing Hou smiled. He had already seen the people of the Tianyi Valley.
"These are the medicinal ingredients that Elder Yan wanted. Please be careful and send them over on time." The people from the Tianyi Valley were two disciples. They didn't know Zuo Qing Hou.
"Don't worry!" Zuo Qing Hou smiled, not showing the slightest bit of arrogance or impatience.
The disciples of the Tianyi Valley left. Zuo Qing Hou stood up and said, "Let's go!"
As he spoke, his eyes imperceptibly swept around in a circle. His face was expressionless.
Then, he stepped out of the Falling Goose Pavilion.
Boom!
A giant willow tree less than twenty metres away from the Falling Goose Pavilion suddenly exploded. The wooden strips were like arrows leaving the bow, whistling sharply as they pierced towards Zuo Qing Hou.
Zuo Qing Hou smiled. He ignored the wooden strips, but his eyes fell on the cold light in the wooden strips.
"Dang!"
With a loud sound, the black and red long saber in Zuo Qing Hou's hand suddenly slashed out. In the nick of time, it hit the cold light.
The flying wooden strips changed direction and shot towards the soldiers who hadn't reacted yet.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
More than a dozen soldiers didn't even have time to groan before the wooden strips pierced through their heads. They couldn't be more dead.
Zuo Qing Hou didn't even look at the deaths of these soldiers. Instead, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Who are you?" Zuo Qing Hou shouted, his long saber slashing out again.
On the battlefield, if you didn't die, then I would die. There was no such thing as mercy, and there was no leisure to chat with the enemy.
The one who jumped out of the tree was a short-haired young man. At this time, his body was shaking violently, and blood was flowing out of his mouth and nose. It was obvious that Zuo Qing Hou's attack had injured him.
"I am your ancestor." The short-haired young man's eyes flashed with hatred as he stabbed out with his long sword.
Seeing the short-haired young man say so, Zuo Qing Hou didn't ask any more questions. He sneered and increased the strength of his long saber, "Then please die, ancestor!"
The short-haired young man was holding a curved long sword in his hand, like a poisonous snake. When he saw Zuo Qing Hou's long saber coming towards him, his arm shook violently, and a huge suction force was suddenly emitted from the curved long sword. At the same time, in the sky behind him, a huge red light suddenly appeared.
The red light was very fast, as if it had descended from the void, instantly piercing through the short-haired young man's body, and then through his body, converging on his curved long sword.
In an instant, the red light filled the sky, turning into countless red swords, and piercing towards Zuo Qing Hou from all directions.
"Borrowing swordsmanship? You're from the Mu Family? "Zuo Qing Hou's eyes revealed an intense look of disbelief as he cried out.
On the ship, Jin Chengfeng, who was standing on the deck, was dumbfounded as he looked at the red light that filled the sky. His face was pale. Under the red light, he felt like an ant. Even though he was so far away, he could still feel the extreme danger.
Beside him, Liu Wei Shuang slightly opened her half-lidded eyes and popped a grape into her mouth. However, her face still looked as lazy as ever.
"The Mu Family's Borrowing Swordsmanship? Interesting. I never imagined that someone from the Mu Family would still be alive in this world. " As he ate the grape, he exclaimed in admiration, "The Mu Family's Borrowing Swordsmanship is the best in the world. However, based on this person's current cultivation, I'm afraid he's done for. Tsk tsk! Zuo Qing Hou's way of the battlefield isn't easy to deal with. "
At the same time, the old man covered in patches muttered to himself, "The Mu Family's Borrowing Swordsmanship? Didn't the Mu Family die out? How could someone still know the Borrowing Swordsmanship? "
Then, he gently covered the little girl's eyes. "Darling, be good. It's best if you don't look at all this fighting and killing."
The red light filled the sky as tens of thousands of swords shot out simultaneously. Zuo Qing Hou was surrounded and it seemed like he couldn't escape.
However, in the next moment, the short-haired young man's face revealed a horrified look. At the same time, his figure paused and he abruptly retreated.
A long black and red knife stretched out from the red light that filled the sky. In an instant, it seemed to have pierced the heavens. However, it turned back and gently circled around, drawing a circle in the red light.
The red light dissipated and all the red swords were sucked into the circle. Then, they disappeared without a trace.
"Tsk tsk. Zuo Qing Hou's way of the battlefield has improved again. His use of the Breaking Enemy Formation is truly skillful and natural. It's worthy of praise." Liu Wei Shuang smiled at Jin Chengfeng and exclaimed in admiration.
Jin Chengfeng's face was still pale and he couldn't say a word. Under the might of the two people on the shore, he felt like he was less than an ant.
The short-haired young man's attack missed and he was already retreating.
He knew that he no longer had a chance. If he didn't leave now, he would probably lose his life there.
At the same time, he was unwilling to accept this result. He had been cultivating bitterly for so many years. He thought that even if he couldn't kill Zuo Qing Hou, he would at least be on par with him. He had never expected that he couldn't even withstand two of Zuo Qing Hou's attacks.
Zuo Qing Hou raised his long knife with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
"You can't escape!" He said softly and took a step forward to chase after him.
At that moment, the lazy young man on the ship was suddenly stunned. For the first time ever, there was a look of shock in his eyes. The grape in his hand that was about to be thrown into his mouth also stopped.
At the same time, the old man who was covering the little girl's eyes was also stunned for a moment. His gaze traversed hundreds of meters and looked in the direction of the Falling Goose Pavilion in disbelief.
Zuo Qing Hou's entire body suddenly stopped moving. His body was still in place and there was an intense shock in his eyes.
Everyone's eyes were focused in front of Zuo Qing Hou.
In front of him, there was a finger that was as clear as jade. It was pointed at the space between Zuo Qing Hou's eyebrows.
On the tip of the finger, the two forces of life and death intertwined to form a delicate balance.
One side was life, the other side was death. Life and death were calamities!
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